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Kat's POV

As I wake to the sleeping face of my husband, I think back on the events that have brought me to this point.

Flashback

"Katherine Grace Winchester, will you marry me?"

"Yes!"

Flashback ends

You probably are wondering who I am. I am Katherine Grace Winchester Hamilton, wife to Alexander Hamilton, mother of Philip and Angelica Hamilton, oldest child and only daughter of John and Mary Winchester, sister to Sam and Dean Winchester. I used to hunt with the boys until Dean died; He traded his soul for Sam's life.

A week or so after his death, Sam stopped the car in the side of the road in Kansas and told me he blamed me and never wanted to see me again. I grabbed my stuff and took off walking. I heard a waitress talking about a fresh start, I had graduated online college with a degree in English, so I had a way to earn money. I had heard her say that "in New York you can be a new man". I had no better idea to go as Bobby probably blames me too so I went.

I had just stumbled into the city and bought myself a coffee. I sat down and 5 minutes, a man comes in and tells me I'm in his spot. He sits down anyway and we began to talk. I thought nothing of it as the likelihood of me seeing him again was little to none. The next day, it happened again. We exchanged numbers and the rest is history.

On Christmas a year after we started dating, he popped the question. His foster dad George walked me down the isle in place if Dad.

Back to now, Alex begins to stir and I smile a mile long. Then I realize the day. Dean died 4 years ago today. Alex opens his eyes and smiles at me. A tear escapes my eye and Alex kisses me.

" I know its hard without him"

"If he never died, I would never have meet you and had our two bundles of joy. I still miss him every day."

"I know you do"

We lay there for a while until I hear two sets of running footsteps coming down the hall. The door flies open and two 3 year olds come jumping on the bed. I smile as Angie puts her head in Alex's face and says, "Good mor'ing Daddy."

My phone rings and I see it is Angelica Schuyler Jefferson.

"Hey"

"Good morning, are you guys busy today?"

"No, why?"

"I'm having a picnic today in the backyard and want to know if you guys wanna join"

"Sure"